Tan Weiran sneered.

Jin Buyan's expression was cold, and he took the lead in stepping over, and in the blink of an eye, he had already fought with Tan Weiran several times in a row, and said sharply: "You said that Bi Yunfeng wanted to kill you, why didn't you say it, how many fellow disciples did you kill on Jianyong Peak today." ”

The sword light intertwined, and the sword made a ping-pong collision sound, and the sparks splashed.

"Senior brothers, today this person is rebellious and unprovoked, he came to us to see Yongfeng killing people, this person is cruel and has no sect. We don't need to report to the Law Decree House, we can kill them on the spot!"

Talking about Weiran is enough to see the lightness, like the catkins sent by the breeze, which seems to be fluttering in the sword light of the golden step, but in fact it is chic. Even when he looked up, he said to the air with a sneer: "I know that you are thieves and immortals." ”

Feng Zishuang, Ning Shouzao and the others, who were facing the air mirror, all tilted their heads back slightly at this moment, as if Tan Weiran's eyes really pierced through the air.

A besieging disciple saw a light swaying in front of him, a fountain of blood burst out of his throat, and he collapsed with fear on his face.

Tan Weiran drew his sword faster than lightning, and with another sword of his amazing skill, he swung Jin Bu's sword away. The swords are twisted together, colliding into a spark, and there is a sonorous sound of talking from time to time, which makes people feel shocked:

"Since you don't die if you don't go to Huangquan, I will personally send you to Huangquan!"

Several swords were about to pierce Tan Weiran's heart, and the disciples were overjoyed, seeing that Tan Weiran shrank his shoulders as if he had experienced a hundred battles like an unpredictable prophet, and the few swords that could not be avoided had already pierced his shoulders, and the originally fatal swords could only leave him with a few minor injuries.

"Huh?" Seeing this scene with their own eyes, Song Shenxing and Xu Daoning, Senior Brother Feng and Ning Shouzuo were stunned.

I thought it was an accident, but when Tan Weiran was in the siege, he repeatedly skillfully dodged the killer sword, and the understatement turned into a minor injury. Song Shenxing and the others couldn't sit still any longer, and couldn't hold back the shock: "He, he's really only twelve years old this year?"

Wrong, I have experienced many life-and-death battles, how can I have such rich experience. In particular, it is not deliberate to talk about Weiran, looking at his expression and eyebrows, it is often an instinctive reaction of the body, which is particularly incredible.

Dozens of disciples of Jianyong Peak flocked to it, led by Jin Buyao, and besieged Tan Weiran. Rao was like this, and for a while and a half, he failed to cause fatal injuries to Tan Weiran, but instead killed several people in a row by exchanging injuries for killing.

In the battle, Tan Weiran seems to naturally know the flaws of the other party, as if he naturally knows how to crack the Dao. Such a good performance is astounding.

The age is set, even if you have been fighting since childhood, how can you do this. Feng Zishuang Ning Shouzao and others, all those who witnessed it, all had solemn faces: "This person is really himself, not a seizure?"

Xu Daoning was shocked more than anyone else, and when he heard this, he shook his head and said resolutely: "It's definitely not a seizure." I've checked. He explained: "Before I got started, I was too old a few times, so I checked it myself. ”

Although Ning Shouza and the others had not heard of this, they also judged based on their own knowledge: "It should not be a seizure." ”

This thought for a lifetime, everyone couldn't help but gasp, and there was only one thought lingering in their hearts: "If it's not taking away, it's talented." If it's a gift, then there's only one talent that meets ......"

"Gifted Combat Body!"

Feng Zishuang and Ning Shouzao exchanged eager glances with each other, remembering that this young man was already a disciple of the Sex Peak, and they had a look of regret.

Ning Shouzao didn't care, Feng Zishuang looked back in annoyance: "On the day of the entrance assessment, who is responsible for this peak, he actually missed such a good talent, and he will go to his own family to receive the punishment after the work is over." Tan Weiran killed two people in a row, and when he saw it, he became more and more remorseful and annoyed.

No wonder he was angry. Lost in the eyes for a while, missing good materials, which sect happens from time to time, it is difficult to blame it. But it's not the same.

In the entrance assessment, there has been an amazing performance. Such a good material in front of you can still be ignored and missed, then it deserves to be punished. Don't say that Feng Zishuang blames, even Ning Shouzuo can't help but show dissatisfaction. ...,

The foundation of the sect is made up of a number of disciples. And the name of the sect is supported by genius.

Seeing that Yongfeng relied on the inclusion of "martial arts test disciples" and the genius of picking up leaks, he was able to gradually rise in the sect and gradually become the most powerful branch of the sect.

At this time, a young man who had been in the beginner for less than a year, but he had already killed and injured more than a dozen disciples of the Xuan Realm. Such a disciple who stood out from the crowd, seeing that Yongfeng had a chance to get it, but he was neglected, and he didn't have the strength to fight at all. How can you teach Feng Zishuang and Ning Shouzuo not to be angry.

"Talented. Feng Zishuang and Ning Shouzao glanced at each other, looked at the different young man in the image, and sighed regretfully: "Sixty-six scales, skills, in addition, it is a talented battle body." ”

In the end, all the regrets turned around in the bottom of my heart, and I could only turn into a sigh.

A sword slashed at a person's throat, and before he could kill this person, he was hit by a punch and flew out. Tan Weiran couldn't have imagined that his killing skills, which he had practiced in the turbulent era, were actually considered a talented combat body.

"Qinglian Breath Technique, it's about the Jin Mansion, and the master can't expose it,"

A little blood burst out, and Tan Weiran's expression remained unchanged and put the severe pain in his back to his mind, the battle situation was already tight, and it was gradually unfavorable to him. The secret technique that he wants to perform is related to the Golden Mansion and cannot be exposed.

"When the human realm is fighting, it is a loss, and even if there are many means, it is difficult to use them. ”

The realm of human relations is the realm of laying the foundation, emphasizing the foundation and not pursuing combat effectiveness. The major sects have never advocated cultivating the golden body in the human realm, looking at the heavens and all the worlds, there are few people who have cultivated the golden body in the human realm. There are all kinds of means, but it is difficult to wield them because of all kinds of things, or they simply cannot be used.

Sword Talisman!

Tan Weiran is covered in blood, there are opponents, and there are also his own. Up and down, a lot of new scars have been added under the siege. I groped for the sword talisman three or four times, but I thought it was too much.

After a while, several scars jumped on his body again.

If you can have a few more drops of essence blood, you can push the Nine-Section Thunder Hidden Sword up and re-cultivate the sword intent. At this time, the sword intent of this sword technique is in the thoughts, in the heart, but not in the hands.

I realized it, and my heart arrived. However, it can't be reached. That's exactly what makes it worse. No matter how complete the mind is, if you don't cultivate your body, you will never get it.

If it weren't for rebirth, returning to the peak of seeing sexuality, the realm of burial heart despair would have been broken, and a single move of the burial heart sword technique would be able to bury most of this group of people.

There is no regret in his thoughts, only how to deal with it. At this time, he suddenly saw Zhou Dapeng flying up from the steps covered in blood, and there were more than ten people chasing after him, one of whom threw a sword away.

Zhou Dapeng's body was crooked, and he was pierced through the shoulder by a sword with a poof, and he didn't forget to rush over desperately: "Little junior brother, the master wants me to ask you if you remember the supervision rules!"

Zhou Dapeng's face was covered with blood, and he was bleeding from scars everywhere. The reason why he came late, but he was intercepted at the foot of the mountain, he was a little junior brother with an anxious heart all the way, and he forcibly broke all the way up, and he didn't know how much blood was shed and how many injuries were left.

Tan Weiran was almost stunned, instinctively made a move to resist, seeing that the fourth senior brother rushed up so desperately to help himself, there were no tears on his face, and his heart was full of dusty tears: "Remember, naturally remember!"

In his previous life, if it wasn't for the protection of the fourth senior brother, how could he, a half-wasted person, survive in that troubled world of heroes. Once or twice? No, I can't count the number of things I can count when I talk about Weiran, how much has the fourth senior brother helped him.

If it weren't for his drag, maybe the achievements of the red-blooded Kunpeng would have been even greater!

However, the world-famous red-blooded Kunpeng, his fourth senior brother died before him. He was left alone to live, in hiding. He was half a wasted person, but he was the last one to die, which was the most ironic at the time. ...,

"Catch. Zhou Dapeng threw a thing away and smiled plainly: "Master said, you can make as much trouble as you want, it's all up to you!"

Desperately forced to break in, the injuries were very serious? What's the matter? Standing here is his little junior brother, who should have been standing together. He will work hard for the little junior brother, and the little junior brother will naturally work hard for him. What's so strange about this?

A sword tip protruded from Zhou Dapeng's lower abdomen, and blood gushed along the sword.

Zhou Dapeng lowered his head in surprise, looking at the tip of the red sword, wanting to look back to see who the person who pierced him through with a crazy face.

"Not good!"

Ning Shouza and Feng Zishuang and others didn't know how many people were shocked at this time, as if they had been struck by lightning, they suddenly jumped up and looked at each other.

Seeing this, Song Shenxing almost didn't think about it, and in the blink of an eye, he grabbed the tail of a rainbow light that flew into the sky in a rage beside him, forcibly dragged Xu Daoning back, and said sharply: "Xu Shouzao, if you make a move, this matter will turn into a major event that shakes the sect, and even internal strife!"

Before Xu Daoning could speak, Song Shenxing had changed color again and blurted out: "It's not good, it's bad." ”

At this time, Tan Weiran's mind exploded, as if a string had broken, and he caught the flying brand. Poured into the true qi to excite, the wooden sign suddenly burst out with a layer of qi to cover him.

Tan Weiran was like a mad tiger, a brisk step forcibly impacted, and there was only the fourth senior brother who was seriously injured and fell in front of him. The boundless anger swelled and amplified in his heart, and he ran through it like a chariot.

rushed all the way, only to see blood flying sideways, accompanied by screams, which was extremely terrifying.

"Senior brother!" Tan Weiran opened his mouth, a breath of almost burning breath burst out, standing in front of Zhou Dapeng, his eyes were bloodshot, his flames jumped, and he looked up to the sky and roared with grief and rage!

Since it's up to me, I'll take action.

I didn't want to use the sword talisman, but if you hurt my fourth senior brother first, then you have to blame me.

A sword talisman was in his hand, and the sound of angry killing was shocking: "I will flatten your Yongfeng today!"

"Oops. It's a sword talisman!" Ning Shouzuo and Feng Zishuang were moved, and suddenly they stood up, looking at the sword talisman in Tan Weiran's hand.